Are you Musky?

Cifarelli · 06-15-2024, 10:34 AM

Cifarelli felt it. The moment such a feeling crept into his veins like the blood that called them home. Such luck to come across a lone Ox. His scent heavily clinging to the atmosphere. Droplets of crimson paint dotted the white canvas of winter snow. A clear sign that something had, also, tried to take such a beast down. But did not succeed. Too bad for them. Lucky for a male like him.

He stalked the forest edge. Keeping to the shadowed trees looming overhead. Navigating these lands were no issue to him. Since he and Sephiran had done so prior. The memory of such events coming handy to press down along the ridges.

"Speech"

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